387: Chapter 387 You look awesome

“What?” The Master was also enraged upon hearing the Expert’s words.

He was a Tier 3 master, didn't he deserve some respect?

“Come out! Get out here, you bastard!” The Expert scanned his surroundings, continuing to shout.

Oriental Chen heard the Expert’s shouts and decided to grant his wish.

Come out, then! He would scare him to death!

“Look!” the Expert suddenly yelled.

The Master took out his binoculars and looked into the distance as well.

“Hiss~”

The ground was densely packed with what looked like animals, yet not quite.

They advanced very quickly, reaching the group in just a few minutes.

“Hiss~”

Now they could see clearly: they were all mechanical spiders, about 30 centimeters high. Their specifications, colors, and movements were all perfectly uniform.

Weapons were mounted on top of their heads, aimed at each person in groups.

Everyone was intimidated by this formation; no one dared to act rashly.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh~”

A very strangely shaped aircraft flew over.

“Who called me just now?”

It turned out that what was hanging beneath this aircraft was a loudspeaker.

Oriental Chen’s voice came through the loudspeaker.

The Expert shivered in fright.

He had been so focused on speaking his mind just now, but now that the person was here, he chickened out.

“You seem very arrogant!”

The aircraft flew to a stop a few meters directly in front of the Expert, its camera pointed at him.

“I… I… I…” The Expert stammered, unsure what to say.

“Bang~”

“Ah~”

The sudden crashing sound startled the Expert, and he hastily closed his eyes.

But after a few seconds, nothing happened. He opened his eyes to see that the aircraft had already been smashed and fallen to the ground.

“Coward!”

The Master glanced at him and cursed.

It turned out the Master had made a move.

After falling to the ground, the aircraft quickly disappeared.

Soon, another identical aircraft flew over from a distance.

“Hiss~”

Everyone felt a strange, inexplicable eeriness.

“Did you make the move just now?” The aircraft came in front of the Master, its camera pointed at him as it asked.

“Presumptuous!” When had the Master ever been questioned like this? He raised his hand, preparing to smash it again.

“Ah!”

Unfortunately, his hand was instantly disintegrated by nanobots, rendering him unable to act.

“I advise you to think clearly before you act, understand?” the aircraft asked.

The Master clutched his arm, not answering.

“It seems you’re very arrogant; I specialize in treating such arrogance!” the aircraft said.

The Master suddenly felt a bad premonition.

“Ah!”

“Thud~”

One of his feet also disappeared. The sudden loss of balance caused him to fall directly to the ground.

“I’ll ask you one more time, do you understand?” The aircraft lowered its altitude, relentless.

“Un… understood!” The Master finally yielded.

He had no choice but to yield; if he continued to resist, all four of his limbs would be gone.

“That’s right! Arrogance needs capital, do you have it?” the aircraft said.

The Master did not speak.

“It seems you are still very unconvinced!” the aircraft threatened.

“No… no!” The Master quickly replied.

“Hmm, good, congratulations, you successfully saved your other hand,” the aircraft praised.

The Master breathed a sigh of relief.

“What about the others? Is there anyone who thinks they’re very arrogant?” The aircraft flew to a certain height and asked everyone.

Everyone quickly shook their heads.

Even the Master had conceded; who else would dare to cause trouble?

“Why aren’t you shaking your head?” The aircraft came in front of a tall, strong big man and asked.

The big man was startled.

He clearly shook his head; couldn't it see him?

Alright, there was no time to hesitate now.

“Plop~”

The big man directly knelt on the ground, then bowed down, burying his head in the dirt.

He had assumed what he believed to be the most submissive posture, thinking it should save his life.

“Hmm, good, you’re very smart, I think highly of you.” The aircraft flew away, satisfied.

The big man breathed a sigh of relief, almost wetting himself.

“There are now 35 people left. How about we play a game? The last 5 people who win can leave alive. What do you think?” the aircraft asked.

Everyone looked at each other; no one spoke.

If they disagreed, they might all die. Now that there was a chance to survive, everyone internally wanted to try. However, since the leader hadn't spoken, they dared not express themselves.

“No one is speaking, so I’ll assume you all agree,” the aircraft said.

Still no one spoke, apparently acquiescing.

“How about this: to ensure the fairness of the game, I will allow you to internally select two spots to survive first. These two people can skip the game, and the remaining people will compete for the other 3 spots. I’ll give you 2 minutes to discuss; if you haven’t chosen after 2 minutes, I will randomly pick two people.”

The Master was overjoyed to hear this.

It was settled; he could definitely go back alive.

At this moment, he couldn't help but regret being too impulsive just now, cursing himself for being so foolish as to hit that aircraft. Otherwise, his limbs would surely still be intact.

“I want one spot, the rest, you choose yourselves!” the Master declared.

No one dared to speak.

Even the Master, despite having only one hand and one foot, still possessed Tier 3 strength; no one dared to challenge him.

“Master, what about me!” Ling Tian shouted.